[michime]

The mantis knew nothing of the Zioruta's skin or how it responded to emotions.  All he knew was that he had a carrier for his eggs.  He could implant his entire clutch, all the eggs he produced in the last season into the creature.  With every egg that moved from his body to the alien's, his body grew lightly and his abdomen thinner.  He produced so many eggs this cycle that he wasn't entirely sure he would ever implant them all.  He didn't want the eggs to die inside his body only to be crushed when the next clutch bloomed. 

He wished he could twist himself so he could watch as he implanted his seeds.  He felt the skin around his stringer stretch and bulge as every egg was forcibly pushed inside. When he finally implanted the last egg, he let out a sigh.  He didn't move even after he was finished.  He laid on top of the alien instead and let out a series of happy clicks.